Chapter 180: Imprison Ghost Rope
On the empty street, there were originally only Yang Jian, Tong Qian, and some other survivors who were preparing to leave. However, because of Wang Yue's death, the situation here changed.
On the deserted road, countless old and smelly grass ropes hung down from the dim sky. Each rope had a noose at the top, floating in various corners of this ghost domain. Sometimes they were by the roadside, sometimes inside shops, and sometimes even inside carriages.
The number of hanging ropes was so large that it made people's scalp tingle.
Even without counting, at least tens of thousands of ropes could be seen at a glance, and it seemed that the number was still increasing.
This is an ability that the deceased Wang Yue could never achieve.
He could probably only control a few ropes.
"Wang Yue is dead, and the fierce ghost in his body has revived." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and immediately understood the situation.
At this moment, a rope hanging from the dim sky floated towards him, trying to loop around his neck and hang him, but it was suddenly grabbed by the ghost shadow behind him.
The ghost shadow pulled hard, and the grass rope fell and turned into dust, disappearing without a trace.